novelraw Chapter 1659 - 237: Men Educated by Women
Chapter 1659 - 237: Men Educated by Women
Hill quickly shook his head again.
Aesces is capable of controlling the Grim Reapers of this world, so if he says Lucimar’s soul is fine, then... it must be correct.
Damn Aesces, he is usually someone who leaves room in his words, but this stubborn mind forced Hill to be absolutely certain in his speech.
Otherwise, both the speaker and the listener would have a bit of doubt in their hearts.
Aesces is truly unreliable!
But, since that woman can deceive Aesces’s eyes, why couldn’t she deceive her own son?
Although it could be said that this child is too perceptive, able to sense those oddities since the time of being a young cub, a being so meticulous in her actions... showing wholehearted motherly love... sometimes, The Wise Ones delude themselves because of love.
Clearly, Gaia’s attitude towards Lucimar is not like that of an emotional mother.
If Lucimar were the vessel Gaia chose for Cronus, her attitude wouldn’t be so indifferent, so distant that she resorts to harsh means to control the child... that would just make the soul replacement more troublesome.
Therefore, to her, Lucimar is important, yet not important... a transitional condition?
Lucimar keenly felt the gaze focusing on him, he couldn’t help but tremble slightly, then used all his strength to control his emotions and asked as calmly as he could: "Mr. Hill, is, there, something wrong with me?"
Hill thought for a moment, then shook his head: "It’s not you."
"What, do you mean?"
"That woman, does she really have only one child?" Hill inquisitively asked, "You see, although you claim to be the last child of the Ismael Family, that lady hasn’t lost her ability to conceive, right?"
"I, I, thought, she..." Lucimar stammered, "lost her life force after fully controlling that body."
"That’s impossible." Hill resolutely stated, "As the Mother Goddess, Gaia has the divinity to conceive without a man; she is a powerful being.
The body she controls, even if made of wood, could still conceive."
’Snow Cloud Peak’ scratched his head, puzzled, and asked: "So, Luciella or her ancestors, could they have been born by her too?"
"There might be associations with her other incarnations." Hill smiled, "But certainly not given birth by this current lady.
If she wanted to meet certain sacrificial conditions, then..."
Hill suddenly realized something, looking somewhat sympathetically at Lucimar: "According to Greek mythology, Ouranos, who fathered Cronus with Gaia, was the firstborn born from Gaia’s encounter with the heavenly wind.
If she really hopes to do something for Cronus’s rebirth... this might be a prerequisite."
Lucimar felt his ears were slightly malfunctioning, his head almost buzzing, and for the first time, he wished his reactions weren’t so quick.
"Indeed, in those female mages controlled by Gaia, for Rose to specifically choose Lucy, located so far from the Capital, is not without reason." Hill finally found the aspect that had been unsettling... if someone truly wanted to control a mortal with a spiritual connection to Gaia, Lucy wouldn’t have been the best choice.
But if Lucy could anytime become Gaia, then Rose’s sudden action would be understandable.
Hill glanced at Lucimar, who was almost collapsing on the ground, and secretly gestured to ’Snow Cloud Peak,’ who nodded in understanding, then lightly flew back into the clouds.
’Snow Cloud Peak’ could certainly understand the reason for Hill’s departure.
Although he found some clues, these clues were indeed terrifying for Lucimar.
Just thinking about it sent chills down one’s spine.
Luckily, although this lad has been playing the Game of Humanity, entangled with many affections, his will remained solid. Even if he was moved by Lucy’s actions, he never gave her any opportunity.
However, it seems that only a birth of mutual affection would be useful for Cronus’s resurrection.
He scratched his head in confusion: That kind of resurrection for Ouranos, although a stroke of luck, if he had chosen someone not as strong-minded as a time-space overlord, a being capable of slicing his own soul, he would have already had the chance for resurrection!
For the deities, even a lengthy process of devouring and assimilation means nothing.
So why is Cronus’s resurrection so difficult?
Clearly, in Greek Mythology, compared to the dismemberment of Ouranos, who only left his soul and remnants, Cronus had a better fate!
Even if Zeus and Rhea together didn’t manage to shatter Cronus’s soul like Gaia did.
’Snow Cloud Peak’ squatted down, fingers dancing rapidly... hey~ those Titans who escaped from Hell probably followed Cronus and played with Zeus unto mutual destruction?
Yet, shouldn’t Zeus be stronger than Cronus?
’Snow Cloud Peak’ quietly glanced at Lucimar, who looked utterly dejected: "Mr. Lucimar, is your mood better? Can we talk?"
’Susu’ forcefully pushed from behind him: What kind of person can organize their thoughts so quickly after hearing such terrifying news just 10 minutes ago?
Even ’Mobi Chenxin’ suspiciously glanced at ’Snow Cloud Peak’... he worried that all the agreements with this newly appointed Oasis Master might dissolve due to his impulse to assassinate the Proud Sky Alliance Hierarch.
However, Lucimar indeed gathered his emotions and stood up resolutely.
"Snow Cloud Peak" smugly raised his chin towards the other two... Tsk, although this is really disgusting, for someone who grew up in the Ishmael Household, surrounded by such cow horse herds, their stress tolerance must be very strong.
Tsk, he doesn’t believe that those lovers of the Ishmael can be devoted to him for hundreds of years.
Especially when that Great Sage constantly has different new fresh faces around him.
Moreover, when Lucimar was young, he often went to the Danboro Royal Palace.
Tsk tsk~ it’s a place full of flowers, with a pear tree pressing down the crabapple... and there are quite a few fresh young ones around the crabapple.
The moral values of this world are just so-so, definitely better than those of the Greek Gods but... at most they make sense in terms of family lineage ethics.
"Snow Cloud Peak" doesn’t think that Lucimar, who has rolled in the most chaotic and dirty places, would have a poor endurance.
"Susu" sighed... this is the biggest flaw of Old Dog.
He is not entirely unaware of human nature, but he always fails to leave some room for people... Even if Lucimar really has great endurance, does he really want others to think he is so worldly-wise?
A slightly more extreme person would hate Old Dog for this.
Luckily, the ’opponent’ is an NPC, likely not calculating at such a deep emotional level.
"Susu" also considered this point, which is why she didn’t continue to dissuade.
Lucimar adjusted his sleeves, then took a handkerchief to wipe his forehead, before speaking with a pale face: "It’s okay, our family has always been a joke.
I can bear a little more.
After all, I have not been dragged down yet.
Thinking about what the worst outcome might be, I suddenly feel calm.
Go ahead and ask!
I also want to solve these matters early, then I won’t have to recall them ever again."
"Then, how long has Rose been by your side?" "Snow Cloud Peak" asked amicably, "after Luciella was born, or before?"
"Hmm?" Lucimar hesitated for a moment, then looked up and recalled, finally confirming, "Before.
I became a Mid-level Magician at 50 and then followed family tradition by being assigned to Basia City.
That was 20 years ago.
Luciella should only be 16 or 17, I’ve always liked mature women, so I really didn’t think she was as beautiful as people complimented her."
"After you left, did you rarely return?
Then, during this period, you wouldn’t know much about any unusual actions of that lady, even if there were any?" "Snow Cloud Peak" pursued further.
Lucimar understood what he meant but still shook his head slightly: "She couldn’t have more than 3 months of time alone.
My father’s lovers were very concerned with her outings.
Every year she would choose to stay at her country villa for 1 month during the social season, occasionally a bit longer, but in the social season, at most three months.
The women of the Danboro Nobility always have perfectly fitting clothing, including the Mage Robe."
"That’s not necessarily true." Susu interjected.
She waved her hand, released a small tent, and walked inside.
When she came out, she had changed into a very beautiful and tight-fitting noble evening gown, with a slender waist and an enticing collarbone that were very apparent.
"This is a Victorian-style long dress designed by Bai Nishang and her team while studying Danboro noble attire." "Susu" spun around once, "Do you think it looks well-fitted?"
The three men nodded dumbly, then looked at "Susu" with absurdity on their faces as she moved her hand at her waist. Even though there wasn’t any change at her waist, something still fell to the ground.
When she stepped away, a small box measuring 8 centimeters long, 5 centimeters wide, and 3 centimeters thick appeared on the ground.
"If it doesn’t show, a woman’s stomach at six months is at most this big." "Susu" stated calmly.
"Snow Cloud Peak" raised his hand, looked at it, then compared it to "Susu". That hand received a loud slap in return.
"I, I, can find a way to ask." Lucimar stammered, "In the city, there is, ah, an Ishmael who is exactly 20 years older than me. He should have seen what that woman looked like when she was pregnant with me."
"Snow Cloud Peak" took a deep breath: "Then I’ll trouble you. I need a definite answer, as well as the specific years when that lady spent about 3 months alone.
It’d be best if it’s quick because our battle on this end is expected to be completely over in a week.
The Moon Clan isn’t very patient, they are not very sturdy in combat."